My roommate recruited pregnant partner for wealthy family

When my roommate Aria Lawson learned that pregnant students received special treatment at university, she boldly posted on the campus forum seeking pregnancy partners.
【I require someone tall, with eight-pack abs, handsome looks, assets worth ten million dollars, and no bad habits.】
I, Marie Wood, worried she'd regret this impulsive decision for the rest of her life, so I quickly grabbed her phone to delete the post and explained the dangers of early pregnancy.
After much consideration, Aria was finally convinced by me.
However, a month later, a classmate got pregnant and not only successfully married into a wealthy family but also received a ten-million-dollar fertility bonus from the man's parents.
Aria went crazy with jealousy, stormed into our dorm, and screamed at me: "If it weren't for you, I'd be a wealthy wife now! You owe me my life!"
With that, she stabbed me to death in a frenzy.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Aria posted that message.
*****
"Bang!" The loud noise snapped me back to reality.
Looking around, I was in the dorm room I'd just moved into as a freshman, and the source of the noise was Aria on the bed next to mine.
She had thrown her pillow down, hitting my thermos.
The thermos had water in it, and the inner liner shattered completely, spilling water everywhere with steam rising.
"This is so annoying! Why do we still have fitness tests? And classes start so early! Didn't they say college would be free? I worked so hard to get into university—if I'd known it would be like this, I might as well have just started working!"
Hearing Aria's complaints, our other two roommates exchanged glances.
One roommate, Ruby Scott, joked: "Well, you could always get pregnant. Pregnant students get special treatment—you wouldn't have to participate in any of those things."
At those words, my body couldn't help but tremble.
It was exactly the same scenario. Aria had heard Ruby's words and immediately posted on the campus forum seeking pregnancy partners.
Back then, when I saw it, I quickly urged her to delete it and told her that early pregnancy would not only cause severe morning sickness but also bring many inconveniences.
Besides, wouldn't she need to raise the child after giving birth?
Aria had thought about it for a long time before finally deciding to listen to me.
Later, another girl copied her approach, found a wealthy boyfriend, and successfully married into a rich family.
When Aria found out, she charged into our dorm with a knife and stabbed me over thirty times, each strike hitting vital spots, cursing: "It's all your fault for saying early pregnancy was bad, ruining my chance to marry into wealth. Go die!"
In the end, I bled to death on the dorm room floor.
The tragic part was that Aria was diagnosed with mental illness and didn't receive the death penalty, while I died for nothing.
Since heaven has given me a chance to start over, I definitely won't make the same mistake again. I'll let go of my savior complex and respect others' destinies.
"Marie, what do you think?" Aria turned her gaze to me, seemingly expecting my answer.
In our dorm, I had the best grades, and Aria always consulted me about everything.
In my previous life, Aria had asked me the same question, and I had angrily rejected the idea. But she hadn't given up, and with Ruby's encouragement, Aria eventually posted behind my back anyway.
This time, I just smiled faintly. "Having a baby early is great—your body recovers faster. By the time you graduate college, your child could already be in kindergarten. That saves a lot of trouble."
Aria's expression froze, since in their minds, I was an extremely conservative person.
But Aria seemed troubled by my words. "Huh? But childbirth is really painful, and if I have the baby, who's going to take care of it?"
Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat.
So Aria wasn't completely impulsive after all. She actually knew the dangers of early pregnancy—she just wanted me to be the one to voice objections.
How could I let Aria have her way?
So I began encouraging her: "If you find a wealthy boyfriend, would you need to worry about any of that?"
Aria fell silent, as if thinking for a long time, then finally nodded.
The conditions of being a wealthy wife were simply too tempting, and this time I wouldn't stop her. Even if she failed, she couldn't blame me.
Aria posted the pregnancy partner information on the campus forum almost immediately, not forgetting to raise her eyebrows at me smugly.
She said: "Marie, I think you should find a wealthy partner too. What's the point of being good at studying? Better to marry a rich man."
Aria's tone suggested her plan had already succeeded.
I didn't understand why she harbored such hostility toward me.
This time I wasn't even stopping her, yet she still kept making pointed remarks.
But with someone like Aria, it's better not to associate with her too much.
I looked down at my studies and replied flatly: "I'll pass."
Watching the popularity of her post gradually rise, Aria snorted disdainfully at me: "Bookworm, I guess this is all you'll ever amount to in life."

Just like in my previous life, Aria's post went viral overnight, drawing a storm of criticism.
People said her behavior was shocking, and some even dug up information about our dorm. Every time we went out, even when Aria wasn't with us, we faced judgmental stares from others.
"That's them—thinking they can do whatever they want just because they're pretty. They're completely ruining the school's reputation."
"I heard one of them is even the top student in the school. I bet she slept her way to those grades."
In my previous life, I had Aria delete the post in time, avoiding such terrible consequences. But now, not only had she gotten herself into trouble, but all three of us were caught up in it too.
Ruby angrily dragged us back to the dorm.
At that moment, Aria was washing her feet. I noticed the towel in her hand looked familiar. Glancing at where I usually kept my towels, I realized it was the one I used to wash my face.
If I hadn't caught her, how many times had she already used it? The thought of washing my face with that towel every day made me sick to my stomach.
I immediately rushed over to Aria and snatched the towel back, angrily demanding, "What are you doing? Why are you using my face towel to wash your feet?"
I was genuinely furious.
But Aria showed no embarrassment at being caught. Instead, she said righteously, "I'm pregnant now. Using your stuff is an honor for you. If you take good care of me, I might even consider having my husband arrange a cleaning job for you after you graduate."
That's right—it had been half a month since Aria posted that message. During this time, she'd been staying out all night and had us cover for her with the dorm supervisor. It seemed she really was pregnant.
As for who the man was, Aria hadn't revealed his name, only saying he was very wealthy and wore designer clothes. While we were still riding shared bikes, he was already driving luxury cars.
According to Aria's description, the only person at school who fit that profile was probably Carter Stewart, the son of the richest man in town.
But hearing Aria's words made me tremble with rage: "I don't need your charity jobs. I'm capable of finding work myself. But that doesn't give you the right to use other people's things however you want."
Aria snorted coldly: "Don't you know how hard it is for college students to find jobs? You're acting all high and mighty now, but when you can't find work later and come begging me on your knees, I won't even let my husband hire you!"
With that, she stomped her foot hard into the water, splashing me all over.
Ruby had already reached her breaking point. If not for what just happened, she would have exploded earlier: "Aria, you deal with the mess you created yourself—don't drag the three of us down with you! Go to the forum right now and clarify that this was your personal behavior and has nothing to do with us! Because of you, we get criticized everywhere we go!"
Ruby stood in front of her with her hands on her hips, furiously scolding her.
Aria rolled her eyes: "I'm doing this for your own good. I know you three are too uptight. You're actually jealous of me, aren't you? Stop pretending to be so pure."
Ruby's face turned red with anger: "What are you talking about? We just want to study quietly. Don't project your dirty thoughts onto us!"
Aria rolled her eyes again: "If you treat me like this, believe it or not, I'll have my husband make sure you can't even stay at this school!"
"You keep talking about 'your husband'—if you're so tough, why don't you have him come after us? Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you can act all high and mighty. Everyone outside says you have no shame, and you actually think you're something special?" Ruby shot back.
Aria was so angry she couldn't speak, her eyes filled with venom. She grabbed her phone and rushed into the bathroom, crying.
From outside, I could vaguely hear her making a phone call to complain, though her voice was distorted and sounded particularly grating.
Ruby sat back down at her desk, grinding her teeth.
Our other roommate, Camila Lewis, asked worriedly, "She's not really with Carter, is she? We can't afford to mess with him."
Ruby said defiantly, "So what if she is? We're in the right—why should we be afraid of him? Can he really get us expelled? We earned our way into this school!"
But hearing Carter's name, I looked down at my phone at the message that was still there: [What time do you get out of class? I'll take you to that new restaurant.]
The timestamp showed yesterday afternoon.
That's right—Carter and I had grown up together. Wouldn't I know if he had a girlfriend? Our conversations were always casual, and I didn't always reply when I was busy.
As for whether there was anything between him and Aria, I'd have to ask him to find out.
So I quickly typed back: [Let's go today.]
Carter replied almost instantly: [I'll pick you up after class.]

When Carter's Ferrari pulled up in front of the girls' dormitory, it immediately caused quite a stir.
Several people in the dorm crowded around the windows to get a look.
Ruby couldn't help but sigh, "That car's so expensive—how many Christmases would we have to work to afford something like that? Life's just so unfair. Some people are born rich, while others are destined to work hard their whole lives."
Aria smoothed her flat stomach and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her expression filled with disdain. "Now do you all believe me? My husband's a rich kid. You poor people should take a good look and learn something—you'll probably never get another chance to see anything like this."
I smiled slightly. Carter spotted me standing by the window and waved.
Aria noticed and immediately waved back excitedly.
I ignored her and headed straight for the door.
But as I reached the entrance, Aria deliberately slammed her shoulder into me hard, her voice full of anger. "Watch where you're going, will you? If you hurt the baby in my belly, can you afford to pay for it? What's the rush? Don't tell me you want to go touch my husband's luxury car?"
I just let out a cold laugh.
I'd never seen anyone so shameless.
To avoid her using the baby to cause more trouble, I had to step back and let her go first.
Aria swayed her hips as she walked, turning back to spit at me, "Smart move, you broke loser."
Actually, my family's financial situation wasn't any worse than Carter's—I just kept a low profile. The clothes I wore were foreign designer brands, but not many people in the country recognized them.
Besides, I hadn't gotten my driver's license yet. My dad's eighteenth birthday gift to me was a Lamborghini, but I just hadn't driven it.
Hearing her words didn't anger me at all. Instead, I was curious to see how long this wealthy family fantasy of hers would last.
Downstairs, Aria had already settled into Carter's passenger seat, drawing envious looks from the crowd around them.
But Carter's gaze remained fixed on the dorm entrance, naturally not noticing her.
When I finally came down, he looked somewhat annoyed. "What took you so long? Is it really that hard for me to take you out for a meal?"
I couldn't help but laugh. Even as a kid, Carter was always trailing behind me, and I used to think of him as a clingy little shadow I couldn't shake off. I hadn't expected him to still be the same way in college.
I raised an eyebrow, glancing at Aria.
She seemed to sense something and immediately said to Carter in a coquettish voice, "Honey, let's go. I know you wanted to show me off in front of my roommates, but that's enough now. The baby and I are starving."
Carter turned around, looking shocked, pointing at himself. "Honey? Me? Baby? Who are you?"
From all the years I'd known Carter, his reaction didn't seem fake. So the person lying was obviously someone else.
Things were starting to get interesting.
Aria immediately flew into a rage. "Carter, you slept with me, I'm pregnant with your child, and now you want to deny it?"
Before she could finish, she suddenly looked at me with a look of sudden realization. "I get it now! It must be that b*tch Marie seducing you! I'll admit she gets good grades and looks decent, but you can't abandon your wife and child for her!"
I felt completely unmoved, taking her words as compliments.
Carter looked even more panicked and quickly explained to me, "Marie, I really have nothing to do with her—I don't even know her!"
I raised an eyebrow. "So are we still going to eat?"
Carter nodded repeatedly.
I continued, "Then where am I supposed to sit? On the hood?"
Without another word, he got out of the car and pulled Aria right out of it.
Aria let out a shriek. "Carter, be careful of the baby!"
But Carter acted as if he hadn't heard anything. After pulling her out, he immediately helped me into the car.
Aria sat on the ground crying and making a scene, loudly accusing, "How can homewreckers be so shameless these days! I'm pregnant, and she still dares to openly provoke me! Is there no justice left in this world!"
The crowd's looks toward me instantly became complicated, but Carter didn't care about any of that. He hit the gas and drove off.
During dinner with Carter, he eagerly explained to me: "I don't know that woman at all! I had no idea about any pregnancy or husband. You're the one I've always liked!"
Yes, Carter and I are engaged. Our families arranged this marriage for business purposes, and since we grew up together, we naturally developed some feelings for each other. Our elders hoped we would end up together, so they arranged our engagement early on.
Very few people know about this.
As for whether I actually like Carter, I'm not entirely sure. Perhaps I'm just used to having him by my side. He's a good person and treats me well - I really can't find any fault with him.
Watching Carter's anxious expression, I couldn't help but want to laugh. In the end, I just nodded and said softly, "I believe you."
Only then did Carter breathe a sigh of relief. He bought me many gifts - so many that I couldn't carry them all with one hand.
When I returned to the dorm, Aria immediately rushed over and grabbed my hair, pulling so hard that my scalp burned with pain.
She cursed angrily: "Bitch! Earlier when I told you to find someone to get pregnant with, you acted all high and mighty. Then you turn around and seduce my husband, embarrassing me in front of all those people! I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Ruby and Camila quickly rushed forward to break us apart, but Aria cursed at them too: "Birds of a feather flock together! You two aren't any better either. Are you waiting for Marie to succeed so you can seduce my husband too? You people deserve to die!"
When she saw me carrying all those designer bags, she immediately rushed over to snatch them away, roaring: "My husband has never bought me anything this expensive, you shameless bitch! If I can't have these things, why should you?"
The three of us were mindful of her pregnancy and didn't want to be responsible for causing a miscarriage, so we held back during the scuffle.
But Aria took our restraint as guilt. She grabbed my things and threw them directly into the toilet, then set them all on fire, burning everything to ash.
Ruby and Camila looked at me with confusion and surprise in their eyes.
I knew they were worried I had actually become a mistress like Aria claimed. I just shook my head at them.
Fortunately, I had kept the receipts. All those items added up to nearly four hundred thousand dollars.
After Aria finished her rampage, I spread the receipts in front of her: "Pay up, or I'm calling the police. Intentionally destroying someone else's property - with this amount, you're looking at jail time."
I had already confirmed that Aria's husband wasn't Carter, which is why I dared to confront her so boldly. Besides, I never intended to let Aria off the hook.
Aria's face stiffened, and she slapped me hard across the face. I was completely unprepared and took the full force of it.
She raged: "Bitch, that's my husband's money, which means it's my money too! How dare you ask me to pay you back? Shameless!"
If it weren't for her pregnancy, I would have fought back long ago.
I sneered coldly: "Then let's call the police."
Aria put her hands on her hips and said righteously: "Go ahead! I'd like to see whether the police side with me or with you, you shameless homewrecker!"
Soon, the police arrived to investigate the situation.
After hearing the truth, they told Aria seriously: "You must compensate for the damaged property at full value, or you'll need to come with us to the station."
Aria completely broke down and questioned them in disbelief: "How much did Marie pay you? You're actually taking her side! She's just a broke college student - how could she afford these things without my husband's money? I'm entitled to half of my husband's assets, so what gives you the right?"
The female officer couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up: "You keep saying 'your husband,' but do you have a marriage certificate? If not, your relationship has no legal standing. The fact remains that you destroyed someone else's property, regardless of how she acquired those items."
Aria frantically pushed past the officers and glared at me with eyes that seemed poisoned with hatred.
She rushed to the door and threw down a threat: "I'm going to find my husband right now!"
The officers wanted to chase after her, but I stopped them. I wanted to know if the person Aria would turn to in desperation was Carter.
Aria didn't come back all night.
But at midnight, I received a call from Carter: "Marie, let me buy you new things. Just don't make Aria pay compensation."
I was instantly shocked. Could Carter really be involved with Aria? Was the child in her belly actually Carter's?
This thought struck like lightning, shattering all my trust in him. We'd known each other for twenty years, yet I couldn't see through this man.
I gritted my teeth and replied: "Fine." Then I hung up directly and blocked his number.
Once a man cheats, he'll keep doing it.
Ruby must have noticed something was wrong with my expression and asked with concern: "Marie, what's wrong? Did Aria bother you again?"
I remained silent for a long time, then numbly shook my head, staring at my phone lost in thought.
In my previous life, because I had stopped her, Aria never had the chance to get pregnant, so naturally there would have been no involvement with Carter. But in this life, my decisions had caused the plot to deviate, and everything seemed to be spiraling out of my control.
But one thing would never change - I would never let Aria get what she wanted. The pain I endured in my previous life, I would make her experience every bit of it in this one!

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